G# Fm C# x2
G#
Our thoughts are mounted like specimens;
Fm C#
we have to explain what we find
G#
But the wasteland of possibilities
Fm C#
is playing tricks on my mind
G# C#
So look away, I look away sometimes
G# C#
I look away, I look away sometimes
G# Fm C# x2
G#
Where’s the focus and direction
Fm C#
These currents are dragging us away
G#
Aimless and numb,
Fm C#
Just drift along a little while
G# C#
Just look away, just look away sometimes
G# C#
It goes away, it goes away sometimes
D#
So come on let’s dissect it
C# G#
Let’s cut it up till it’s gone
D#
Let’s break it up into pieces
C# G#
Throw away what we don’t understand
G# C#
It comes together again, it comes together again somehow
G# C#
It comes together again, it comes together again in the end
G#
Motives and means
Fm C#
Now they seem like a dream within a dream
G#
Concepts and ideas that don’t
Fm C#
seem to be making any sense
G# C#
Just look away, just look away sometimes
G# C#
It goes away, it goes away sometimes
G# G#
Fm Fm
G# G#
Fm Fm
D#
So come on let’s dissect it
C# G#
Let’s cut it up till it’s gone
D#
Let’s break it up into pieces
C# G#
Throw away what we don’t understand
D#
So come on let’s dissect it
C# G#
Let’s cut it up till it’s gone
D#
Let’s break it up into pieces
C# G#
Throw away what we don’t understand
G# C#
It comes together again, it comes together again somehow
G# C#
It comes together again, it comes together again somehow
G# C#
It comes together again, it comes together again somehow
G# C#
It comes together again, it comes together again in the end
G# Fm C# x4
End on D